Chapter 2000

Seeing that Dugu Yamo and Feng Liu were about to quarrel, His Majesty the Ghost King hummed and coughed.

Suddenly, the audience was silent... No one dared to say another word.

"If you can pass this level, this king will admit that you really won." His Majesty the Ghost King stared at Feng Wu with awe.

Dugu Yamo: "But..."

His Majesty the Ghost King stared at Feng Wu with cold eyes: "For a peerless genius like you, the requirements are higher, what do you think?"

To a peerless genius like her? Princess Minglaner's face instantly became very ugly!

If Feng Wu is a peerless genius, then what is she?

Stupid? !

Princess Minglaner clenched her fists! This time, she must win, and she will win the phoenix dance in an upright and upright manner!

His Majesty the Ghost King didn't talk nonsense anymore, but flicked his sleeves, and the ball of light flew into the air, and then——

Blast!

call out--

After the holy light ball burst, countless holy lights flew out from the sphere, like snow in the sky, splattering.

A smug look appeared in Princess Minglaner's eyes!

She sat quietly on the ground, her hands in a ball shape.

There seemed to be something absorbing light in her palms, and countless light spots, like a hundred rivers meeting the sea, rushed towards her hands quickly.

Soon, as many holy lights as hemispheres have been condensed in her hands.

The selection team is all excited! One by one flushed and clenched their fists!

If they weren't worried about disturbing Princess Minglaner, they would all cry out!

On the other hand, the phoenix dance...

At this moment, she is sitting opposite Princess Minglaner.

Two people are like sitting in a gossip diagram, one sitting in the black block and the other sitting in the white block.

Princess Minglaner already has as many hemispheres in her hands, and Feng Wu...

She only had a few points in her hand, and a small number could be counted out with her fingers.

The PUBG Mobile Team is all in a hurry!

Especially Dugu Yamo, she jumped up in a hurry!

"How could... how could this be?! Feng Xiaowu's holy light, why is it only nine o'clock?" Dugu Yamo really counted each white light one by one, and counted so seriously, it was only nine o'clock.

"Could it be that Feng Wu is really not as good as Princess Minglaner?"

"Could it be that all our early efforts were in vain?"

"Are we really going to lose?"

...

Feng Xun clenched his fists: "It's okay, it's okay, what Feng Xiaowu is best at is turning against the wind, she must still have a hole card!"

"Yes, she must still have a hole card!" Dugu Yamo also persuaded himself.

But the more she looked down, the more flustered her heart became.

because--

Another part of the holy light gathered on Princess Minglaner's side, and in the palm of Feng Wu's hand, there was only a solitary... nine-point holy light.

The sphere of light is only that big, and the total number of light points is limited... Dugu Yamo has counted it, and the holy light is huge.

And now, Princess Minglaner has mastered at least 600,000 Holy Light...

She was suddenly desperate, her face was pale and bloodless, and she slumped on the ground: "We lost... we have already lost..."

I was full of confidence, but I didn't expect the blow to come so quickly...

Despair is more than Lonely Yamo alone?

Feng Xun is also confused!

The rest of the people also have expressions that can't be recovered...

how so……

how did you lose...

how come...

In the entire Jedi Survival Squad, despair appeared on everyone's faces. On the contrary, the main selection team headed by Princess Minglaner was at this moment...

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